This isn't even really an exciting story but I just feel like sharing anyways. I'll admit that I rarely ever get races so when the chance arises I'm usually up for the challenge. Unfortunately the challenge last night was just a rev-happy civic w/ nothing to back up his aggressive taunting.
I'm heading to my x-gf's place after a night out clubbing w/ the fellaz It's pretty late... about 2am and the streets are pretty empty. I'm stopped at a light and up comes a 92-95 red civic hatchback. It had some simple mods: lowered, rims, exhaust... at this point the ricer in him starts to come out. He starts reving at me and high beaming the stop light ( i assume to make it change green?) Well.. the light doesn't turn green for a while so he's sitting there doing this for a good minute or so... just reving like a moron.
I'm thinking to myself... there's a good chance that this guy might actually have something but then I think some more and conclude there's a better chance that he's just a rev-happy ricer that wants his ass handed to him. Well, as I'm contimplating this the light is about to turn green. Ahh... what the hell, let's run this guy and see what happens.
Light turns green and his tires are spinning. I launch at about 3-4k rpm and feather it out keeping in boost. Wow... the race was over immediately. I jumped out a good 2-3 cars and kept pulling up to about 70mph resulting in seriously a 5-6 car win. Needless to say, he wasn't hiding anything fancy under the hood. Well, I slowed to normal speeds and he passed me up, and that was the last I saw of the little hatch.
A little disappointed that my one race of the year had to be against a ricey civic owner. I'm actually an ex-hybrid hatch owner so I know what they're capable of but too bad this wasn't a real match. Oh well, it was fun to put him in his place.
I'm Cobb stg2 by the way... debating about going to 2.5.